Frida was well aware that Frank''s abilities were more than what she or Yonca''s bodyguards could


    handle.


    If they really upset Frank here, they would definitely pay for it.


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    As such, Frida pleaded, "Please, Mr. Lawrence—this isn''t really up to us. I''ve done my best, but..."


    "That''s your best?!" Frank bellowed furiously, pointing at a pale Yonca.


    "Alright!" Kat cheered from upstairs, clearly having been watching throughout. "Beat up that stupid hag


    already!"


    "Who are you calling hag, you little bitch?!" Yonca screamed like a fishwife, standing akimbo


    Kat had certainly struck her nerve, since she despised anyone who mocked her appearance.


    "Everyone, calm down!" Frida shouted.


    Still, she knew that they would not being to an agreement with Frank now—it was clear he''s not


    giving up.


    And if they let things deteriorate, he really might storm Turnbull House and make aplete mess of


    things.


    "Here!" Frida strode between Frank and Yonca, whipping out an envelope. "This is an invitation to the


    Turnbulls'' annual dinner. I had to pull some strings to get it."


    She paused before saying, "For the sake of Ms. Turnbull''s happiness and her family, you should think


    before you attend it. Don''t forget that you still have Helen Lane back in Riverton."


    Yonca heard her and eximed in disbelief, "What was that, Frida?! Are you saying that he''s two-


    timing?! Are you kidding me?!"


    "That''s enough, Mrs. Turnbull!" Frida snapped, her tone suddenly stern.


    She nced exasperatedly at the wreckage of her car and the bodyguards pinned beneath it. Her car


    and those men would have been fine if Yonca did not sick them on him! Letting Yoncae with her


    really was the worst choice she made!


    "Let''s go."


    With that, Frida pulled Yonca along and left the cottage, leaving Frank alone while the bodyguards


    slowly crawled out from under her car and limped away too.


    "Annual dinner? Invitation?!"


    However, Frank was staring daggers at the invitation.


    He would not argue if Vicky was willingly marrying Titus.


    However, if she was coerced or had her mind changed because of something she could not help, Frank


    would never let it slide.


    He would not mind making a huge mess of things, like he did for Helen before.


    So what if he made enemies of the Lionhearts?! He would just have to kick their collective butts if he


    had to!


    He hadpleted Birthright rank, and almost reached Ascendant rank.


    At this point, not that many Ascendant rank individuals would be able to stop Frank!


    "Wow! You''re so cool, Master Lawrence!" Kat eximed, havinge downstairs without Frank


    knowing and standing on her toes to peek at Frank''s invitation.


    "Color me surprised... Ms. Turnbull was the reason you came to Morhen?" She shook her head and


    clicked her tongue. "I''ve really underestimated you. By the way, if you''re going to the Turnbulls'' annual


    dinner, could you bring me along? I''d like to see what being upper-ss looks like."


    She kept droning on, while Frank remained silent.


    Soon, Nash returned home.